Post by Koori on Aug 1, 2013 0:13:49 GMT -5
The bouncer checked her ID, Checked her ID twice more just to make sure, and then decided to let her in. Koori really didn’t look her age, and the fact her attire was fitted to her size not her age, didn’t help normally. However today Koori was in her Hollow hunting attire, black long scarf wrapped around her shoulders and neck, that fell back to her hips, a black over coat with a black shirt under it, a black pair of cargo pants, with black combat boots, and her Black fingerless gloves studded all the way up to her elbows. On her belt were her Ginto tubes, that no one here would recognize as a weapon unless they were experienced with Quincy gear, and on the sides of her thighs were her Seele hilts.
She was just finishing up today, and had decided to go for a small drink. She wasn’t normally allowed Alcoholic beverages, her body was too small and her metabolism wasn’t fast enough to keep up with it, so she normally got drunk way too fast. However she wanted a shot today, she felt she needed one, she just killed a hollow that was designed like a tarantula and spiders were awesome, when they weren't giant soul eating monsters that went for your flesh and sucked the soul out of your body.
So yeah, she sent Arashi home early and decided to go out for a drink. She hoped by the luck that she got that image out of her head with a hard enough shot, she would no longer pray for people’s safety. There was obviously no god in this world, so no one to pray too. She sat at the bar and looked at the bartender, who looked at her with a look of pure stupefied horror. Great now he was going to ask for her ID too, she sighed with her little cough sigh, and pulled out a piece of paper and wrote what she wanted on it, handed it to the man as well as a card to charge it too and her ID. He looked at her ID and did a double take.
“Right away” The bartender said getting back to work after handing her ID back to her. She pocketed it and sighed with her cough sigh again and looked around. It was a modest bar; medium sized plenty of patrons some of whom appeared to be regulars. She got her two shots and drank the first one and cringed, Vodka didn’t go down easy with a bad throat the first time in a night. She grabbed the second shot and downed it just as fast; this one was a lot smoother. She sighed that cough once more after the second shot, however it was a bit more in the happy direction as sighs can go.
Ugh tonight’s dreams were going to be bad. She hoped Arashi at least stayed for dinner, maybe a movie, not the horror genre tonight of course.